Incoherent Ramblings of an Old(ish) Woman with a Dell

Playground Panda

I want one!
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Things Remembered: My Brave Hero

John was three. His dad carried a snake from the neighbors’ house to the street, then chopped it in two with a hoe.

John followed with his big, red plastic bat. He proceeded to beat the heck out of the (already dead) snake.

“I kilt it, Mommy!”

“Yes you did, son.”